dear, me -- time is a precious thing and the people in your life maybe more so. remember that rainy day under the shelter of that train stop? when she whispered grace and assurance, strength and encouragement? do you remember that day? and music. there … Continue reading sincerely, me.
dear february -- i. happy mail from cc... shrills of delight, tears of joy, tugs from the heart. thank you. ❤ i. oh deer... he says i must get it in, everything there or not. i give in and comply. later, another bids me to join. and … Continue reading still i rise | no. 2
dear december -- ii. cling on to hope --- you will come out of this stronger. you are okay. it will all be okay. ii. smile fries and "burning the house down"... thank you for joyous moments. and thank you for covering us with Your hand. … Continue reading slipping by | pt. 12
they happened so long ago. i thought i had stuffed them down, scrunched them like paper to a ball and thrown them far beyond my eyes could see. yet they're all of a sudden coming back... like a boomerang. all flooding back. those pen-inked stains … Continue reading 310
dear april -- iii-vi. you've shown how sometimes the highest of highs foreshadows times of brokenness and weakness. moments that cloud my head with pain, that heave my chest with despair. you've shown how every death leads towards a resurrection. you gave me just enough strength to endure. … Continue reading slipping by | pt. 4
dear february -- xii. i was lost in my worshipping. when she wrapped her arm around me and held me in tight embrace it was a rather pleasant surprise. she rested her head on my shoulder and remained for several minutes. all the while she … Continue reading slipping by | pt. 2